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“Okay,” Emma understood that Regina wanted to avoid an awkward goodnight so she leaned forward and gave the brunette a gentle kiss on the cheek, “see you in the morning,” she whispered as she walked towards the stairs.

Chapter 79

An hour after the impromptu make-out session in the living room, Emma was lying in bed staring at the ceiling. She had been listening to all the sounds in the house and had heard Regina come up the stairs and check in on Henry and then on Grace. Then Regina had gone into her bedroom and closed the door and Emma had heard vague sounds of water running in the ensuite bathroom.

Now everything was quiet but Emma still couldn’t sleep. Her mind kept switching back to the sofa, and her body pressed into Regina’s as they kissed. She had tried to ignore it, tried to distract herself but it was useless and the thoughts kept reappearing in her mind.

In the room next door Regina lay in bed staring at the ceiling in her silky nightdress that she had put in just in case she saw Emma the next morning. She felt ridiculous for choosing her nightwear based on a potential encounter on the hallway landing but the kissing on the sofa had unexpectedly woken something inside her. The feel of Emma’s hand gently massaging her breast was still playing on her mind and something she was more than eager to recreate.

Just down the hallway Emma balled up her fists by her side as she resolutely told herself that she was not going to touch herself, not in Regina’s house and not with two children present in that very house. But no matter what she did to distract herself, images of Regina continued to flash through her mind and she couldn’t stop herself from licking her lips at the thought of another kiss. She considered that maybe she should touch herself, just to relieve some of the pressure so that the next time they kissed she would be able to control herself better and not throw herself on top of Regina like she did that evening.

Next door Regina could feel the wetness gathering between her thighs and squeezed them together in an effort to not think about what was happening down there. Of course this had the opposite effect and instead she started to feel even more turned on. Her eyes flicked to the closed door and she bit her lower lip as she wondered if she would be able to get away with efficiently taking care of herself before Grace’s next feed was due.

Meanwhile Emma felt like she was going to explode and shook her head to herself as she quickly unbuttoned her pyjama top and then pushed down the matching trousers. Sitting up she pulled off the top and threw it down the bed and then turned over so she was on her front, she slid her hand down between her body and the bed and rubbed two fingers into her folds.

Regina knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep until she satisfied herself, she wasn’t used to waiting and she certainly wasn’t used to not getting what she wanted. She pulled at her nightdress so it was bunched up around her stomach and then bent her knees and lowered her hand as she closed her eyes to focus. As she came into contact with the wetness she found her eyes flew open, she couldn’t remember ever being as wet before. Running her fingers through the liquid she separated her folds and brought her fingers up to her clit and swallowed down a low moan at the sensation.

Emma was an expert in fast and effective masturbation, when you had the kind of transient life she did when you were coming of age you quickly learnt how to get in, get off and get out as quickly as possible. Within a couple of minutes she was rubbing her clit so hard she was worried she might hurt herself with the friction despite the enormous amount of wetness she was creating. She knew she wasn’t going to come in that position and she needed more so she pushed herself up so she sat up on her knees and faced the headboard. She shuffled her knees apart a little to give herself more room and then plunged a finger inside herself as she stared at the wall, knowing that Regina was in bed on the other side of that wall.

Regina’s hips were bucking slightly as she circled her clit with fast and efficient movements, she brought her other hand up to ghost over her breast in the way Emma had done earlier but she found it deeply lacking. She scrunched up her eyes to distract herself from what she was doing and to focus on creating a dream reality. One in the future when they were both fully ready to be intimate, one where she was sharing the large bed with Emma who was.. she thought for a moment about just what the hell women did together and her eyes opened as she realised she really didn’t know. She continued her movements as she pictured what she’d like Emma to do, she realised she wished it was Emma’s fingers on her clit and she closed her eyes and focussed on that feeling.